Starlike

Starlike
chapter 10


Ten years, it's not easy for me to forget you.


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" Mrs Mulan." Call me friendly, make him look at me.


" Mom Dita?" Gleeful greeting, Mulan, shake hands and stick each other's cheeks.


" Mr Mulan's happy birthday." I said, giving her a black paberbag and flowers. Without giving any more sweet words.


" Thank you, dita. Thank you for coming too."


I nodded and smiled, chatting a little with him before he returned to entertain the guests who came to see him. And I'm looking for a seat that's been assigned to the owner of the party and given a name on the table.


I was among the rich, enjoying a banquet of dishes from the party owner with Nana. Lucky I came with Nana, if I came alone maybe I would be bored, alone and like a fool confused by this event that is full of socialites.


Really, this is not my place.


And I prefer to be a commoner without distinguishing castes.


I don't know very well the guests of the rich, but I know very little of the socialite women who once bought and ordered party dresses in my boutique. And there were also those who recognized me on this show without me reprimanding him first.


" Yes, huh?"


" Mrs List." Sapaku was friendly, standing up from sitting down and shaking hands with her husband.


" I was also invited to Dita."


" Yes buk." I nodded with a smile.


" Pa, this is what my mom once told me. Named after her, Beautiful and successful girl in the business world of clothes." Praise Bu Lista.


" Is this what Mama said?"


" Yes Pa, pretty right?"


" Yes Sweet." Miss mom's husband.


" Beautiful Pa?"


" It's the same ma."


" Thank you, but Miss Lista is also prettier." Cut me up a bit to break up the debate between the husband and wife, and praise Miss Lista in front of her husband.


" If this one is already beautiful and number one in my heart." Timpal husband bu Lista made her blush embarrassed to hear it.


I smiled widely, so romantic and harmonious to praise his wife in front of people even though their age was not easy anymore. So much love and affection in the eyes of the husband Bu Lista. And looks so loyal that he is reluctant to praise other women besides his wife.


This is what I want later after marriage, having children to distribute them together and aging together with a life partner, after our children are married later. And there is nothing more delicious in life than being with a soulmate.


But would anyone accept me?


If only I had been born into a perfect family, a spruce family. From mother yang... Oh myGod.


Forgive slave.


I can't tell the difference. She was my mother, even though she had a mental disorder. And I don't need a father, who is cowardly and irresponsible.


I don't have to look for it, no need.


" The event wants to start, then I go to my seat first mbak Dita?" Pamit bu Lista's.


" Baby Dita why?" Ask Nana.


" May I be able to like Bu Lista ya Na, have a husband who loves and loves the same wife."


" Amin mbak's. I also want to be like Miss Lista."


" Amin, let's hope we can have a husband like her."


" Amin! A blue amen mbak."


I chuckled at Nana's reply. And we went back to seeing the party.


I enjoyed the food that the waiter had served, enjoy the music on stage and enjoy the smile of a husband and wife who will cut the cake before the guests splash with other guests who just came.


The party owner stepped off the stage in a hasty step, with his face approaching the newly arrived invited guests.


Is that special, or famous? guests and party owners welcome him with respect.


I don't know who's coming, the guests are covering my eyes who's also wondering who's the special guest tonight. He's a male guest, what's a party owner's business colleague. Yeah, it might be.


The guest sat in front together, making me only able to stare at his back and wonder who that esteemed man was.


The event started on a further, cutting the cake and applause from the guests. And restart the music on stage.


I was getting bored, wanting to go home, but the show wasn't over yet. I also decided to go home, say goodbye first before I go to this rich man's party.


" I'm sorry Miss Mulan, I can't stay long, I still have business with my claen."


" Oh yeah it's okay Madam Dita, thanks for coming ya mbak."


" Yes buk." I nodded with a smile, shook his hand and did not forget to put the cheek on each other.


"Mbak Dita, I'm going to go to the bathroom for a second."


" Yes, I'm waiting in Na's lobby."


" Yes, yeah."


I walked into the lobby waiting for Nana who was going to the bathroom.


Apparently, I prefer solitude. As in front of the lobby there were only a few bodyguards standing guard in front of the building enjoying coffee while talking.


The stars scattered, the crescent moon shone brightly. It was as if filling the silence of the night with its light.


It's a beautiful star tonight.


I noticed the car stopped right in front of the lobby page. I looked back to see Nana, but what I saw was not Nana's arrival. Two men walk without walking. To my surprise, there was a man I missed.


" Randy." Call me.


He stopped when I called him.


" Ren." Call me again with a nearly quivering voice.


He turned around and my heart was beating faster looking at his face. The face I missed, the one I had been waiting for for ten years.


Yeah, him. Rendy.


I quickly walked up to him, and hugged a body that just silently looked at me without saying a word.


" I miss you Ren, I miss you." Shedding all my cries, hugging her so tightly as if I didn't want to be left back with her who I've always been with all this time.


He's back, he's back God.


Alvarendy.